See success or failure in the details, and see the world in every word.

Ye Changtian always believes that there is a blind spot in people's eyes.

Not discovered, not not not existent, but never seen.

Bold assumptions and careful verification are a good research method.

For example, for Hongmeng Villa, Ye Changtian would not doubt whether it was the real Fifth State that appeared on Turtle Spirit Island, and he would be sentenced to death directly, that is, the Fifth State, and then a little bit of investigation, even if he wronged the Fifth State, he would not be wronged.

But it turns out that many bold assumptions are often justified or a natural intuition!

Ye Changtian looked at the lines of poetry in front of him, examining them word by word, twelve lines and five words, which seemed to tell a completely different life and record extremely special events.

"Hold a sword to cut the red dust, ride a turtle and sit in Hujin. This should be a short period of life after Fuhou, the red dust here seems to refer to the red dust world, cut off the red dust entanglement, ride a turtle, sit at the ferry of the lake, and enjoy the surrounding scene. Ye Changtian said softly, remembering the huge turtle, then raised his eyes to look at Sang Luo, and asked, "The lake here can't be that huge lake, right?"

Sangluo nodded slightly, and said: "In the Sangluo Forest, there is only this Sangluo Lake, and there is a ferry built on the north side of the lake, called Mijin, which may be the lake here." I also want to ask you, weren't you eaten by Grandpa Xuan?

Ye Changtian shook his head, got up and walked out, and said, "Since this matter involves your grandfather Xuan, let's not cooperate, I'll find a way with blood eyes...... I don't want to run into that horrible old man again, almost being played to death......"

Sang Luo chuckled and said, "If you dare to run, I will immediately call Grandpa Xuan to come out and eat you again." ”

Ye Changtian turned around and looked at Sang Luo in shock, Sang Luo seemed to be sure that Ye Changtian didn't dare to leave, looked at Ye Changtian provocatively, and even got up and walked to the window, pushed open the window, and looked at the lake in the distance from time to time.

"Your sister!"

Ye Changtian stretched out his middle finger, looked at Sang Luo with disdain, scolded in a low voice, and then sat back.

"What does your sister mean? What does this gesture mean?"

Sang Luo asked curiously.

"Well, your sister means, I asked you if you have a sister! As for the gesture, it means to praise you for your cleverness. ”

Ye Changtian explained embarrassedly.

"The ghost believes you, although I don't know what it means, but I give it back to you, your sister!"

Sang Luo stretched out his middle finger with a serious face, and said with disdain for Di Ye Changtian.

Ye Changtian almost fainted, this chick is really energetic!

In this second sentence, the sky changed and buried the holy realm, leaving behind Luosangbin. It should be the most critical place, right?" asked Sang Luo, tapping his poems.

"Yes, didn't you say that Sangluo has something to do with the ancient inheritance, the so-called ancient inheritance, it is likely to exist in the Holy Realm, but unfortunately, there was a change in the sky, causing the Holy Realm to be buried. It's true to say that after the ambush, it is true that she was buried in the soil and picked it out, what a big deal, she has to toss the descendants, do you say that she is full and has nothing to do......" Ye Changtian complained.

Bite!

Sang Luo took out a cloud hairpin and inserted it directly in front of Ye Changtian's finger half an inch, gritted his teeth, and said sternly: "Don't let you say this, she is the pride of our Holy Spirit Clan!"

Ye Changtian really wanted to reach out and take away this cloud hairpin, this is a treasure left behind after Fuhou, it is estimated to be a good grade spirit weapon or immortal weapon, but thinking that there may be a tool spirit hidden in it for I don't know how many years, forget it.

Possessing a machine spirit is not easy to deal with.

"What does it mean to leave behind Luosang Bin?" Sanglu was very puzzled, knocked on the table, and sighed: "This is Sangluo Forest, there is no Lausanne at all, the shore should mean the water's edge, but here, there is only a natural Sangluo Lake, and there is no river passing through, only a few small waterholes, not much surprise." ”

Ye Changtian nodded, if it was so simple to find, then it would not take ten years for the woman in front of him.

Ye Changtian looked at the poems and asked, "In the past years, was there a river or a dark river in the forest?"

Sanglu shook his head slightly and said, "Sangluo Forest is a place that is not subject to turmoil, and the changes in the world are almost non-existent here. There is no river here, only the Sangluo Lake that leads directly to the underground water vein, and the dark river does not exist, only the underground water vein. ”

Ye Changtian frowned, if there was no river, how to explain the word "Bin"?

"Is there a map?"

Ye Changtian asked quietly.

"Yes. Sang Luo didn't think much about it, walked to the bookshelf on the side, pulled out a scroll, and spread it on the table.

Ye Changtian was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, this map is a large-scale mulberry forest, not a map of the entire Netherworld Secret Realm at all, not even one more corner does not exist!

"Is there a map of the entire Netherworld, think about the parts as a whole, maybe there will be discoveries. Ye Changtian then asked.

"Don't make any other ideas, Sanglu must exist in this forest, and it is impossible to leave, so it is wishful thinking that you want the map of the Netherworld Companion Capital. Even if it is given to you, it will only harm you. Sang Luo directly exposed Ye Changtian's conspiracy.

Helplessly, Ye Changtian had to look at the map in front of him, the entire Sangluo Forest was a regular diamond-shaped, and the Sangluo Palace Group was exactly at the center point of the diamond-shaped, and in the southwest direction of the palace group, it was the circular Sangluo Lake.

Ye Changtian pointed to the southeast direction of the palace group, looking at the map, in the east direction of Sangluo Lake, the southeast direction of the palace group, there was actually something with the same area as Sangluo Lake, but there was no information marked on it.

Ye Changtian frowned and asked, "What kind of place is this?"

Sang Luo sighed and said, "This place is called Black Eye, and it is an abyss that has no bottom in sight. From the air, it seems to be an eye, a little terrifying, there is no life around, it seems to be a dead place, I have been there once, there is nothing. ”

"Then why aren't there names on the map?"

Ye Changtian knocked on the map and said.

"This, when the map was handed down, didn't have a name, so I didn't dare to add it without permission. Sang Luo said with some hesitation.

"If it exists and if it is not there, it can be added but not added, this is a doubtful point, and there is a suspicion that naturally needs to be explored. Lausanne does not necessarily refer to the edge of the river or the water, but also to the edge, for example, the edge of the black eye. Ye Changtian said seriously.

"The edge of the black eye, there are only arcs there, and there is nothing. Sang Luo frowned and replied.

Ye Changtian rolled up the map, then pointed to the lines of poetry and said, "As for the lines of poetry in the back, they have nothing to do with Sangluo." The last sentence, Sangsang Fallen Leaves, should refer to some kind of inheritance, you are practicing Sangluo Gongfa, you must have some understanding. ”

Sang Luo nodded slightly and asked, "Do you want to explore the black eyes?"

Ye Changtian knocked on the table with the scrolled map and asked, "Do you have any other roads?"

Sang Luo shook his head helplessly, if he has a way, he is still waiting for you?

Ye Changtian really wanted to put the map in the ring or Fusang space, but he couldn't do it, the damn Fuhou, you also banned a map, you are a powerful person and still slam the door like this, stingy ghost!

"Let's go, go black-eyed, and when it's here, don't be afraid. ”

After Sang Luo finished speaking, he pushed open the window and jumped out, smart and soft.

Ye Changtian glanced at the room and looked up at the direction of the ceiling.

Carved on the ceiling is a painting in which a woman in red stands by the ferry, looking at the hazy mountains in the distance, holding a hairpin in her left hand, pointing diagonally to the sky, and looking in the direction of the hairpin, it is a red cloud in the sky.

"A cloud hairpin?" Ye Changtian said softly.

"Hurry up!" Sang Luo flew back and shouted very dissatisfied.

"Can you show me your hairpin?" Ye Changtian looked at the ceiling and whispered to Sang Luo.

Sang Luo was taken aback, thinking that Ye Changtian was going to rob his treasure, but looking at the picture on the ceiling when Ye Changtian was staring, it seemed that he had found something, so he suppressed his excessive defense and asked, "What did you find?"

Ye Changtian shook his head slightly and said, "This picture seems to be a little wrong. ”

"What's wrong?

Sang Luo flew back to the room and looked up at the picture, which he had seen himself, and had not found anything abnormal, just an ordinary mural.

Ye Changtian frowned and asked, "You say, which is earlier and which is later than this painting?"

Sang Luo frowned, thought for a while, and said: "There is no way to study the specifics, but one thing is certain, "Cutting the Red Dust with a Sword" and this painting are both left here at the same time after the Holy Realm disappeared and before Fu Hou left. It's hard to say sooner or later for both. Does this have anything to do with Sangluo?"

Ye Changtian nodded seriously and said, "Naturally, it is related. This painting seems to be earlier than "Cutting Red Dust with a Sword", or even earlier, but it has not faded because of the ban. You see, the woman in this painting is dressed in red. ”

"Red, what's wrong with Red?"

Sang Luo was a little puzzled, what can be seen in a piece of clothing?

Ye Changtian looked at Sang Luo, sighed, and asked, "Women wearing red clothes often have a special meaning. 'Cuixiang is scattered and old in red, sorrowful locks, and remnants of willow eyebrows', this is a sigh for the twilight of the beauty; The third watch of the moon, the powder clouds are a thousand points, and the fragrance is ten miles', this is the red clothes are gentle, and the people in front of them are merciful......;

"Although I can't say what's wrong, most women wear red clothes, often because they are worried about it, and the red dust is not clear. If you don't agree with this, but look at the hairpin in the woman's hand, when will the woman hold the hairpin in her hand and look into the distance?"

Sang Luo was silent, thinking about Ye Changtian's words.

Ye Changtian continued: "Looking at the picture, the woman seems to be staring in pain, either the parting she is witnessing, or the parting after a long absence, whether she loves or hates, there are always emotions. It's not like a queen who cuts red dust. ”

Sang Luo nodded slightly, looked up at the picture, and said seriously: "Even if this painting is earlier than the poem "Holding a Sword and Cutting the Red Dust", what can it say? What's wrong?"

Ye Changtian squinted his eyes and said, "Something is wrong here, this painting is a work later than "Cutting Red Dust with a Sword". ”

"What? What the hell do you want to say? How do you know that this painting is later than "Cutting the Red Dust with a Sword?" Sang Luo was taken aback and asked urgently.

"Intuition. ”

Ye Changtian said lightly, then walked towards Sangluo, stretched out his hand and took off a hairpin from Sangluo's hair, looked at Sangluo with scattered hair, and smiled slightly: "For you, this may be more beautiful." ”

Sang Luo's face was slightly red, Ye Changtian jumped up, hung under the mural, gently stretched out his hand to perceive the mural, when his finger pressed on the hairpin in the hand of the woman in the picture, his eyes lit up, and he took the hairpin in his hand and pressed it directly into the left hand of the woman in the painting.

A groove appeared.

A cloud hairpin entered the groove, as if touching the switch of some energy, and a wave of smoke flashed through the picture.

The picture has changed.

On the painting, the only black eye, terrifying, like an abyss......

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PS: I insisted on three more every day in May, and I was really tired, after all, Jingxue usually needs to be busy, and I also have my own life, as can be seen from the time of the latest update, I almost have to write until about eleven o'clock in the evening every day, sometimes half past eleven.

I'm happy to keep going.

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It's June 1st.,Tomorrow 1st.,According to the convention, it should be a change.,But because tomorrow is very busy.,So the explosion is postponed for two days.,Three daily shifts tomorrow.。 The snow will be made up in the next few days, and it will be done. I hope to have a monthly pass, a recommended ticket, support it at the beginning of the month, don't let the ranking fall too behind, haha.

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